the quiet world
in an effort to get people to look
into each other's eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allow each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.
when the phone rings, i put it to my ear
without saying hello. in the restaurant
i point at chicken noodle soup.
i am adjusting well to the new way.
late at night, i call my long distance lover,
proudly say i only used fifty-nine today.
i saved the rest for you.
when she doesn't respond,
i know she's used up all her words,
so i slowly whisper i love you
thirty-two and a third times.
after that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.
/Jeffrey McDaniel
into each other's eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allow each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.
when the phone rings, i put it to my ear
without saying hello. in the restaurant
i point at chicken noodle soup.
i am adjusting well to the new way.
late at night, i call my long distance lover,
proudly say i only used fifty-nine today.
i saved the rest for you.
when she doesn't respond,
i know she's used up all her words,
so i slowly whisper i love you
thirty-two and a third times.
after that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.
/Jeffrey McDaniel
Kommentarer
Postat av: Anonym
sjukt bra.
Postat av: maria
wow, ordlös är vad jag blir.
underligt :).
Postat av: alex
fint, fint!
tala är silver, tiga är guld...eller vad är det man säger?
Dock kan ju mycket gott komma från att tala, särskilt jobbigt är det att ha allt i huvudet, som man annars bara kunde prata med någon om, men sån är kanske bara jag?
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